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Had a wonderful hike today. Pretty much perfect weather.
Everything's growing in and there's some very nice views from the top of a mountain ridge.
Might just havta take some video on our next hike.
According to my LifeTrak watch, 2214 calories burned, 14,206 steps and 5.47 miles.
Not too bad for a gimpy Injun. Especially since my neurologist was ready to put me in an electric scooty chair a few years ago.
Everything's growing in and there's some very nice views from the top of a mountain ridge.
Might just havta take some video on our next hike.
According to my LifeTrak watch, 2214 calories burned, 14,206 steps and 5.47 miles.
Not too bad for a gimpy Injun. Especially since my neurologist was ready to put me in an electric scooty chair a few years ago.
One of my all time favorites is of course The Rolling Stones.
Out of all of their music in my top Three has to be Gimme Shelter.
Mick was looking for a female voice for a new song they were
recording.
Merry Clayton came in studio after being woken up from bed.
https://youtu.be/ChONufP0FEs
The rest is History.
What a powerful voice on a very dynamic song.
Gimme Shelter--1969
The Rolling Stones
https://youtu.be/R3rnxQBizoU
Chuck
Out of all of their music in my top Three has to be Gimme Shelter.
Mick was looking for a female voice for a new song they were
recording.
Merry Clayton came in studio after being woken up from bed.
https://youtu.be/ChONufP0FEs
The rest is History.
What a powerful voice on a very dynamic song.
Gimme Shelter--1969
The Rolling Stones
https://youtu.be/R3rnxQBizoU
Chuck
Bet the price will be more than $24* !
Just giving out some figures from past transactions adjusted for inflation!
*1846, New York historian John Romeyn Brodhead converted the figure of Fl 60 (or 60 guilders) to US$23.[7] "[A] variable-rate myth being a contradiction in terms, the purchase price remains forever frozen at twenty-four dollars," as Edwin G. Burrows and Mike Wallace remarked in their history of New York.[8] Sixty guilders in 1626 was valued at approximately $1,000 in 2006, according to the Institute for Social History of Amsterdam.[9] Based on the price of silver, Straight Dope author Cecil Adams calculated an equivalent of $72 in 1992.[10] Historians James and Michelle Nevius revisited the issue in 2014, suggesting that using the prices of beer and brandy as equivalencies, the price Minuit paid would have the purchasing power of somewhere between $2,600 and $15,600 in current dollars.[1]
Proper attire is required!
But of course !!
Can i wear my most comfortable jacket ??
Chuck
Cool & dark works for me, but the smell of leather might bring back some......strange memories.
I can kick in at lest $39.99 to help cover the Paw Paw purchase; one of my many other business ventures seems to have fallen through...
kwselke
Member
Some mornings when I'm out on my pre-dawn fitness walks I think about the things I learned while working with my father and Homer Bast on Homer's Captain's Diary. I find myself walking more erect, with a straight spine, head up, and at a quicker tempo while thinking about what was going on. I was not there, so I'll hand it back to the wise men that were...
USS Yolo, May 20, 1945, Okinawa:
May 20, 1945
No GQ was called after midnight. Contrary to reports, the weather remained clear and balmy. The Japanese were as fooled as we, but they seemed to be gathering themselves for another Kikusui. Holiday routine was given this afternoon and immediately after dinner a movie was shown. Interruption came with the call to GQ. To the west, in the setting sun were puffs of smoke. As darkness settled-in the call came to "make smoke". With the atmospheric pressure and no breeze the smoke lingers for hours. When GQ ended the movie continued.
Coming topside after the show, I stopped at the rail to gaze at the moon surrounded by fleecy clouds. The sea was calm. Overall there hung an oppressiveness that boded bad weather ahead. The air is still and the atmosphere sticky and humid. Toward the beach, where the fighting is fierce, the sky is white from the glare of star shells. Flashes of fire are prominent as bombardment vessels pound the enemy. Here and there are fires. The constant rumble of guns is heard as shells crash and echo only to sound again and again. A few miles from the battle, ships with lights blazing unload while, throughout the island men, trucks, and dozers prepare new fields on which aircraft will land. About 35 planes made the first strong air attack on Okinawa's shipping in several days. Five light naval units on the picket line were damaged and 25 enemy were downed. Several of the enemy penetrated the anchorage. Generally the Hagushi ships' thunderous barrage keeps them away.
USS Yolo, May 20, 1945, Okinawa:
May 20, 1945
No GQ was called after midnight. Contrary to reports, the weather remained clear and balmy. The Japanese were as fooled as we, but they seemed to be gathering themselves for another Kikusui. Holiday routine was given this afternoon and immediately after dinner a movie was shown. Interruption came with the call to GQ. To the west, in the setting sun were puffs of smoke. As darkness settled-in the call came to "make smoke". With the atmospheric pressure and no breeze the smoke lingers for hours. When GQ ended the movie continued.
Coming topside after the show, I stopped at the rail to gaze at the moon surrounded by fleecy clouds. The sea was calm. Overall there hung an oppressiveness that boded bad weather ahead. The air is still and the atmosphere sticky and humid. Toward the beach, where the fighting is fierce, the sky is white from the glare of star shells. Flashes of fire are prominent as bombardment vessels pound the enemy. Here and there are fires. The constant rumble of guns is heard as shells crash and echo only to sound again and again. A few miles from the battle, ships with lights blazing unload while, throughout the island men, trucks, and dozers prepare new fields on which aircraft will land. About 35 planes made the first strong air attack on Okinawa's shipping in several days. Five light naval units on the picket line were damaged and 25 enemy were downed. Several of the enemy penetrated the anchorage. Generally the Hagushi ships' thunderous barrage keeps them away.
I got my set of Combats from Mr. Culina this week.
Dark Walnut looks good on the model 19 snub Pinto.
If you are looking for some nice grips give them a look.
Outstanding quality grips !!Sorry about the dust and fuzzies. They are as smooth as Glass.
Chuck
Dark Walnut looks good on the model 19 snub Pinto.
If you are looking for some nice grips give them a look.
Outstanding quality grips !!Sorry about the dust and fuzzies. They are as smooth as Glass.
Chuck
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Here's a pix of the new members to my stable.
Colt Trooper .357 born 1974
A little wear on the high points and tip of the muzzle.
An outstanding shooter grade Colt.
Here's three of the latest pick-ups.
The snub 19 pinto
Colt Trooper MKIII
Model 17-2 in shooter grade condition.
I'll get some pix of the model 18's and the Remington model 6
uploaded tomorrow.
Chuck
Colt Trooper .357 born 1974
A little wear on the high points and tip of the muzzle.
An outstanding shooter grade Colt.
Here's three of the latest pick-ups.
The snub 19 pinto
Colt Trooper MKIII
Model 17-2 in shooter grade condition.
I'll get some pix of the model 18's and the Remington model 6
uploaded tomorrow.
Chuck
SW MP15
Member
Boiled Egg Thread On The Lounge Main Page
I didn't what to get bleeped over there.
Quick story. Every year for about 10 years me and 4-5 buddies would go to West Tennessee on the Tennessee River and hunt duck. A 3-3 1/2 hour trip.
So our Wifey's would pack us lunches and snacks for the blind. I would always get mine to pack a couple cans of Veinna Sausage and crackers and a couple of Ms Debbie snack cakes.and maybe a pack of potato chips and cold drinks and bottle waters.
One of the guys that owned the rights to the blind was a big shot insurance executive. His wife always packed him a couple of sandwiches and 5-6 already peeled hard boiled eggs.
And several times he got thrown out of his own blind and several times we made him ride in back of the truck with a topper coming home!
We'd tell him over and over just to toss the damn eggs. BUT NO. He said he loved em and his wife went to allot trouble to make em for him. His farts would stink up the blind or the truck, so bad we thought we'd puke! And we'd tell him over and over, your ridding in the back of the truck, again tonight! And say, you know this right! He thought it was funny? We didn't! But keep in mind this guy made way over 6 figures a year, always drove the baddest and newest Mercedes Benz I'd ever seen. And thought it was funny to ride in the back of my buddy's nasty hunting crew cab truck bed. Just to stink us out with nasty boiled egg farts!
We stopped once coming back to get gas, and the whole parking lot stunk so bad, just from him ridding in the back of the truck! It smelled like rotten sulfer water.
The only other time I EVER smelled farts that bad, was when wifey was pregnant and she couldn't help it! I guess a baby thing? GROSS!
But all he had to do, was throw the damn eggs away! Just plain nasty! I'm gagging just thinking about it!
I didn't what to get bleeped over there.
Quick story. Every year for about 10 years me and 4-5 buddies would go to West Tennessee on the Tennessee River and hunt duck. A 3-3 1/2 hour trip.
So our Wifey's would pack us lunches and snacks for the blind. I would always get mine to pack a couple cans of Veinna Sausage and crackers and a couple of Ms Debbie snack cakes.and maybe a pack of potato chips and cold drinks and bottle waters.
One of the guys that owned the rights to the blind was a big shot insurance executive. His wife always packed him a couple of sandwiches and 5-6 already peeled hard boiled eggs.
And several times he got thrown out of his own blind and several times we made him ride in back of the truck with a topper coming home!
We'd tell him over and over just to toss the damn eggs. BUT NO. He said he loved em and his wife went to allot trouble to make em for him. His farts would stink up the blind or the truck, so bad we thought we'd puke! And we'd tell him over and over, your ridding in the back of the truck, again tonight! And say, you know this right! He thought it was funny? We didn't! But keep in mind this guy made way over 6 figures a year, always drove the baddest and newest Mercedes Benz I'd ever seen. And thought it was funny to ride in the back of my buddy's nasty hunting crew cab truck bed. Just to stink us out with nasty boiled egg farts!
We stopped once coming back to get gas, and the whole parking lot stunk so bad, just from him ridding in the back of the truck! It smelled like rotten sulfer water.
The only other time I EVER smelled farts that bad, was when wifey was pregnant and she couldn't help it! I guess a baby thing? GROSS!
But all he had to do, was throw the damn eggs away! Just plain nasty! I'm gagging just thinking about it!
BigBill
Absent Comrade
Hitting the powerball plans.
1. Build a 100yd indoor range heated and air conditioned in the range shooting area, gun shop, and eatery. With handicap access. A ammo delivery person for me.
That's it I'm in heaven.
1. Build a 100yd indoor range heated and air conditioned in the range shooting area, gun shop, and eatery. With handicap access. A ammo delivery person for me.
That's it I'm in heaven.
vonn
US Veteran
While we are all thinking on big money I want a full on machine shop full of automotive and regular machines.I could build anything that struck my fancy!
FastFossil
Member
I'm sitting here at home all alone waiting for a call from Uncle Snubbyfan to say he is coming to visit with his many millions.
FastFossil
Member
Refers to Errol Flynn
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jell-dog
US Veteran, Absent Comrade
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Love it !!
Don Rickles was the best. Quick witted.
He got Carson laughing so much he couldn't speak.
Chuck
Somethings wrong....
Those guys were drinking some champagne or wine,
but i never saw that first can of Fosters.
Chuck
ooh, ooh show and tell time? Here is my Mod. 17 with the rare 5" barrel
Model 48-2
Model 586 w/ jeweled trigger & hammer
I gotta get a model 48 next.
Those are nice.
Did you have the barrel cut down on the 17 or
was it purchased that way? That's a great length
for about any revolver IMHO.
Chuck
Hmmmmm, all you guys with no pants, this could
get interesting.
not saying any more
get interesting.
not saying any more
Sorry, The 17 is a dash -5 I forgot to add that to the description S&W made them for only about 2yrs.
If I were to go into the leather room without pants, how would anyone find me?
OOOOOOO!!!! I'll play! Here's mine!(expletive deleted) a bus, we're goin' in style!
I figger with that kinda money, it'd be on my private range with a massive barbecue.
Sitting on my front porch in the waning light. Tree frogs getting their groove on. A prop airplane humming by somewhere in the distance. A june bug with the IQ of a....well...a june bug...thumps into the screen door. The neighborhood seems quiet. The house quieter still.
I work long hours sometimes so Candi has been staying with my folks. They are retired, and she doesn't have to spend the day alone. I drive out to see her after work and drive back home so I can sleep in my own bed and try to get some rest before starting the routine over again and again and again. That's the plan. Doesn't work...but that's the plan.
So in the quiet, I think. I think about the "what if's" and the "what could be's." But those really don't amount to much in the grand scheme. We should all really focus less on the "what if" and " what could be" and live the "right now" to the fullest. Love deeply. Laugh freely. Shed a tear unashamedly. Don't waste these right now moments. Because "what if" "what could be" really did steal them away?
It looks like I will bring Candi home Tuesday after her dialysis appointment. We can sit on this old porch together. Man that cricket is loud.
Peace to you all.
Just pretend this is hwitty.
I work long hours sometimes so Candi has been staying with my folks. They are retired, and she doesn't have to spend the day alone. I drive out to see her after work and drive back home so I can sleep in my own bed and try to get some rest before starting the routine over again and again and again. That's the plan. Doesn't work...but that's the plan.
So in the quiet, I think. I think about the "what if's" and the "what could be's." But those really don't amount to much in the grand scheme. We should all really focus less on the "what if" and " what could be" and live the "right now" to the fullest. Love deeply. Laugh freely. Shed a tear unashamedly. Don't waste these right now moments. Because "what if" "what could be" really did steal them away?
It looks like I will bring Candi home Tuesday after her dialysis appointment. We can sit on this old porch together. Man that cricket is loud.
Peace to you all.
Just pretend this is hwitty.
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